It excites me. Indian porn The next blow has me clawing my fingers into my hair. Little rivulets that wet her pretty face. The whip feels good in my hand. “For making you get up because of me, Mistress,” Pari says tightly, knowing that the pain is already on its way. No one has spoken to her yet after explaining her only task. By now, I’m holding my breath to keep from screaming. I’m getting better every time. Then I hand her the whip. As she starts to massage her pussy, she realizes that it’s not possible without putting her hand in the piss. “The other hand over your head,” I say into the microphone. If I had a cock in me right now, I would come like a rocket. I could congratulate her for yesterday, but she knows how good she was. I finish my cheese roll, take a sip of coffee, and get up. The little bitch downstairs thinks the show has already started. But she won’t learn any other way. “Please Mistress.” She tries again, but I turn away from her. don’t do this.” I look down at her and I almost feel sorry for her. Just spoiled rich kids looking for a thrill. I see how she positions herself over the bowl and finally pees.
